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So the 's' key on my keyboard is not working very well so if you see words that have an 's' and you don't see it, its my keyboard. I have to press really hard to get it to actually give me the letter. Anywho, this is my next chapter. enjoy!

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Chapter Two

"Hey, Hermione?" The girl looked up from her easy chair where she had been watching a movie. "I wanted to ask you something."

Steve looked very nervous and Hermione had no idea why. "What do you want to ask? You're not proposing are you? Because that would be awkward as we are not together and never been on a date. I don't think it would be a good marriage." She said with a grin. Steve laughed before getting serious.

"Actually I was going to ask you on a date. I mean I am."

"And what did you have in mind?"

"Well there's this dinner and dancing place called Swing46 in Manhattan."

"That sounds lovely. When?" Hermione asked with a smile and he gave a small sigh of relief.

"Tonight at seven." He said and she nodded before looking at the clock.

"Then I should get ready, it's five. I'll see you soon."

He grinned and left the apartment. Hermione hurried to her room and picked out a dark red knee length dress that spun around even when she walked and black heels. Her jewelry consisted of a silver heart shaped locket, silver bangles, and silver earrings in the shape of crescents. She went to take a nice hot shower before putting on the outfit and putting her hair in a high ponytail. Her curls more prominent in the hairstyle. She put on a light layer of eyeliner and mascara along with red colored lip gloss. As she sprayed her favorite body mist, there was a knock. She opened the door to see Steve in a grey button up and black slacks. He cleared his throat when he saw her.

"You look beautiful." Very beautiful. He thought.

He blushed deeply. She had never been called beautiful, even by Ron Weasley, her ex-boyfriend. She thanked him as she locked the door. After a quiet cab ride, the two made it to a small building in between two stores. Steve led her in and Hermione heard jazz music playing. They went to an empty table and ordered champagne. Steve shook his head in amusement when she clinked his glass, saying she had always wanted to do that. She looked around the room and saw a stage set up for an orchestra and a tiled dance floor with the tables circling it. He smiled as she looked around, suddenly a hush came as the orchestra went into their place and a man stepped to the microphone.

"Hello everyone, I am Henry Rubio and we are the Rubio Orchestra. Thank you for coming to Swing46 and I hope you will enjoy your time here." The band started then and Henry started singing slowly. Hermione looked at Steve but he wasn't sitting, he was standing next to her and holding out a hand.

"It's dinner and dancing." He said with a smile. She returned the smile and took his hand. He led her to the floor where a few others were going.

It wasn't the kind of music you heard in clubs. No, this music was the kind where you held onto each other and danced slowly. Steve was a very good dancer actually. They danced in graceful loops around the floor and soon they were the only ones on the floor as they were the youngest there. Well Hermione was. Steve was just younger looking and still had the stamina as even though he was technically 90, he had been frozen at 25.

"You know." Hermione looked up at Steve as they danced. "You are the first of any guy to call me beautiful. No one, not even my ex, ever called me beautiful."

Steve smiled and gently brushed her hair back. "Well more should because you are very beautiful. Even before all of this." She blushed and then laughed as he twirled her in a circle. The laugh was music to him. Oh he had fallen for her. Hard.

Soon ten o'clock came and it was time to go. The cab ride was quiet again as both were slightly worn out. Hermione smiled when they reached her door.

"Thank you Steve. That's the most fun I've ever had." He grinned but then frowned when suddenly she said goodnight and disappeared. He sighed.

The phone was ringing when she got inside. "Hello?"

"Hey, I've been calling and calling. Where have you been?" It was Harry.

"Well I had a date with Steve."

"Oh my gosh! Tell me about it."

"Well he took me to a dinner and dance place and we danced almost all night. It was one of those places where the dances are slow ones. It was great."

"I hear a 'but' in there. Tell me." Harry demanded.

"Well it was great but it would have been wonderful if he had kissed me after." Hermione sighed.

"Did you give him a chance to?" Hermione was silent. Harry groaned. "Hermione, we talked about this! You need to let your walls down and allow this kind of stuff. You purposely didn't let him."

Hermione opened her mouth to retaliate when there was a sudden sharp knock on her door. "Harry I got to call you back. Someone's at the door."

She opened it after hanging up to see Steve standing there. Before she could say or do anything, he had grabbed her face, bent down, and kissed her. She froze for a millisecond before kissing him back, snaking her arms around his neck and pressing herself closer. Soon he pulled back put kept his forehead to hers.

"You never let me finish the date." He whispered and she grinned.

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"Okay, I'm testing what words you know."

"I'm not a little kid Hermione."

"Yeah, I know, but I just want to. I did the same to Harry and he had to go back and look in the dictionary. Let us see how much you know."

Hermione was currently lying on the couch, her head on Steve's lap as he watched the TCM network. The two had been dating for about two month and it was going great. Harry was complaining about how he couldn't meet the guy that stole Hermione's heart as he had work all the time but Hermione said whenever he got a few days off she would even pay for his plane ticket. That had cheered him up slightly. Slightly though. Steve was either at Hermione's place or she was at his just talking, laughing, cuddling, and even kissing.

Steve sighed and shut off the TV. "Okay, what's the first word?"

Hermione looked through the dictionary she had and made sure he wasn't watching. "Um, flummox.

Steve thought for a second. "To bewilder, confound, or confuse. Right?"

"Good. Okay, lets see." She flipped through the pages. "Ah, extrapolation."

It took Steve a minute but he got it. "Uh, an act of inferring an unknown from something known."

Hermione looked up at him in surprise. "You're really good at this! Sometimes I even have trouble. That last one was a really hard one!" Steve shrugged before giving a sly grin.

"Maybe I deserve a reward from all my hard work."

"Mmmm, maybe." Hermione laid the dictionary on the floor and sat up with a come and get me smile.

He pulled her to him and they kissed for a long time. Steve moved so he kissed her neck. From all Steve does, Hermione had come to realize that Ron was terrible at romance. He pressed another on her neck and she sighed in pleasure. She could feel him grin on her neck and this time he went to the pulse point on her neck which caused her to gasp and wiggle lightly. How did he know what to do? Was it instinct for guys? If it was, than Ron must have purposely been terrible. As he focused on that area, Hermione moaned. Oh, he made her feel good. This was all new and she loved it. Imagine him in bed! Whoa, were did that come from? The thought came and then left when he moved back to her lips. She made a noise when he swept his tongue on her lip and she opened her mouth. It was ecstasy in her mind. He was like a drug to her, oh how she wanted more but she also wasn't ready for more. How must it feel to have him kiss other places? That was another shocking thought but she did let one stay. Steve was definitely better at everything than Ron. Oh she loved him so much. Okay mind, please stop. They have only known each other for four and a half months and been dating for just two of those. She shouldn't feel that way yet but apparently she did as the thought of love came to her over and over again. He would say it though. Not her.

"Hermione." He whispered in her ear. His warm breath tickled her.

"Yes?" She breathed. He ran his hand down her spine and she held back the shiver.

"I love you."

She was jumping up and down in her mind. So happy that he had said it. He was feeling what she was and it was…oh it was perfect what they were feeling. "I love you too." She also whispered and heard him breathe a sigh of relief before returning to her lips.

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Dates, kisses, and love! A good combination if you ask me. Whew, that make out scene though. i'm trying to keep Hermione as canon as possible since she doesn't have magic. Read and Review!